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Just a few steps Excel and Naja leave Micah, but the shouts on the page make Excel and Naja turn in unison. Micah lay in the crowd of several people. Excel seemed to think for a moment, then he again pulled Naja, ignoring Micah.

“Isn't he your Micah? What are you boasting in front of me?” He tries to align himself with Excel.

Excel paused, staring at Naja who was also staring at him. Excel's face seemed stiffened, the beads alternately looking at the tracks they left behind and Naja. Their finger links unraveled after that, Excel slowly distanced his body from Naja.

Naja's smile grew doubtful, he saw the palm that still left a warm trail and empty air left by Excel. Naja exhaled her breath into the air, while her shoulders slammed down. Convince yourself that this is the best.

Naja again swung his steps towards Sam's office which was on the third floor of this fashion house. But just as he set one foot in the elevator, he felt his hand warm up again. As fast as lightning Naja turned his body.

“You-you're back?” preventing the cheers in her heart from going out through the glare of her eyes, Naja lowered her face. I don't know ... Naja suddenly felt privileged, valued, and prioritized.

“My job is just to make sure he's taken to the hospital ‘kan?” Excel pushes back with its long steps until it hits the elevator wall.

Naja turned his face to the side, avoiding the scent of Excel trying to cram into Naja's smell.

Naja's index outstretched piercing cleavage pectoral muscle pile Excel, “Med a little... a-I can't breathe.” He rubbed his eyes repeatedly.

Excel did not budge, the man's hand even went into the pocket. “You don't see, the air here is too full? I can't move at all.”

Just raising his face, the sturdy jaw of the man seemed to rise by several degrees. Naja's forehead was furrowing great. “Di-here no one ... only the two of us ‘kan?” Naja swallowed his saliva. The girl's mind was everywhere.

Excel did not answer yet, the elevator opened the door for them. Excel turned around and walked out of the elevator ahead of Naja who still appeared to have a tremor.

“Do well, I'll pick you up before lunch!” tell Excel as soon as it gets in front of Sam's office. His hand pressed the door open, letting Naja in first.

“You don't know where your new home is yet, do you?” review Excel when Naja wants to refute his words. He hinted Naja immediately entered with his chin.

Naja frowned, he forgot if Excel had not told their new home address. “Alright .. but don't be late like that time.”

“Nganterin powder, Bro?” chirp Sam while pulling the door wide. Seen there, Tristan was turning his chair to the door.

Overwhelmed by the responsibility, Excel who initially refused to say hello to Tristan was finally forced to enter. “Nitip him yes ... I want to go to the office.” He said to Sam. “Sorry Mr Tristan .. I was in a hurry.”

“I've guessed if this Miss' husband is you, Mr. Excel ..” remarks Tristan stop Excel steps. Even with an untranslatable laugh it makes Naja and Excel frown.

“No wonder, Sir. The ring on Miss' ring finger is the answer. As I recall, your assistant ordered it, right?”

Naja lowered his head, looking at the simple-looking ring with a small clear stone in the middle. Then he looked at Excel who seemed upset at his secret in Tristan's factory here.

“Congratulations on your marriage .. If I had known, I would have said earlier. Hopefully it's not too late.” Tristan got up and shook Excel, the man looked warm.

"Should I rescue you once more, Miss Naja?" Tristan pulled his gaze from Excel towards Naja, a line of smiles slid off Tristan's lips.

Naja flashed a wide, sinless smile as Excel stabbed a sharp look at him. "I didn't know you knew each other!" naja's two fingers imprint the letter "V" with a disguised motion on the side of Naja's temple.

"Mr Tristan .. We'd better get started! I don't want to waste your precious time, Master!" Naja let Tristan sit back so politely.

"Oh .. not really. I'm even happy to linger with you." Said Tristan who directly obeyed Naja. He immediately stepped towards the chair, not forgetting he pulled a chair to sit on Naja.

Naja's nape now feels bristling, the atmosphere of this room suddenly feels cold, upholds fine feathers and widens pores. "Mas Sam ... The AC's tight, huh? Can I just lower it?" pinta Naja while exclaiming

Excel—which has since followed the movement of Naja—turned his gaze to Sam who immediately froze. Sam understood what that gaze meant to him, so he immediately brandished his thumb. Sam has already done a lot for Excel, so the matter of keeping Naja here will be his top priority.

"Sure ... may be! Consider this room your own!" Sam ngacir left Excel still scanning them full of terror.

**

Micah woke up after several hours of unconsciousness. The woman looked glum. His heart still does not accept if Naja who has replaced his position in the heart of Excel.

Micah's lips swooped sharply. “Befit the items he wears branded all. Heh .. stupidly I believe in the innocence of his face.”

“What exactly is the purpose of the woman receiving a lowly job in Tristan's office? Did he spy on me, and complain to Excel? Hurt me so he can be with Excel?”

Micah breathed out into the air. “Licik once he ...” Micah recalled again how he and Naja had met. Again, Micah's lips curled cynically. “Has fast he easily caught that pickpocket, these are all scenarios he?”

Micah raised his head, ”Alright , little con .. let's see if Excel still wants you if he knows you're wearing a mask in front of Excel. At least I'm a little better than you, Naja .. My feelings for Excel are pure because I really love her.”

The doctor who examined Micah arrived shortly afterwards. After Micah's condition was confirmed to have improved, he was allowed to go home. Even taxis were available, thanks to the kindness of the man who helped Micah, whom Micah himself did not know who he was.

“Which is definitely not Excel, considering how he behaved to me earlier.” Micah muttered as the taxi drove through the streets.

**

Excel picks up Naja a few minutes before lunch. He even went upstairs to meet Naja and Sam. Sam seemed cool because Excel kept asking what Naja was doing there. He breathed a sigh of relief when Tristan left Sam's fashion house.

Naja blew air from his mouth, hit his bangs to fly. They are now in the car to get to their new home, “How do you do?” ask Naja while stretching his fingers.

Excel glances at a glance, the corners of his lips are drawn faintly, “Die once with my work?”

“Basa stale doang ...,” lirih Naja while throbbing. So spiciness. The tail of Naja's eyes glanced at a glance.

“You can cook?”

Lips Naja swerving, “You think I'm a woman what ... until cooking can't?”

“If you can't cook .. we have lunch first. If you can and “mau” ..” Excel confirms the word “mau” with a sharp glance. “we shop first ..!”

Naja's lips are rounded. “Masak aja deh... anyway this I did not do anything.” Say more to himself.

Excel turns his car into a supermarket, “You want to check what?” Just raise the chain-like bag strap to his shoulder. He was preparing to get off when Excel stopped his car right in front of the supermarket entrance.

“Anything you can.” replied Excel indifferently.

Naja thought for a moment, "Okay ..," He immediately went down and waltzed into the supermarket.

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